Thy Will Be Done

Lethian Dreams

Behind your realm of hopes
 See how I hide my sorrows
 So jaded by my own
 I can't go on

 Death's always more in love with me

 I perish in a storm of sadness
 Show me the way out to depths
 Surrounded by emptiness
 My will fades away

 Under a cold black night
 Wind blows on the graves
 My spirit leaves my corpse
 As my breath fades away


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